After staring at Wolf's back, Victor gave a long sigh and turned to the Rhine and the members of the Symphony Orchestra on the stage, saying, "You continue practicing, a good string suddenly appeared in my mind, and I am going to go to the lounge to write it out."

Every musician has his own lounge in the association.

"Mr. Victor, I think your current mood and state are very unstable. It is best not to force the music to compose the music, as it will have no effect." Rhine put down the violin and walked to the side of the stage. He rarely showed a serious and solemn expression on his face with a charming smile.

Victor was like a water bag pierced by a needle, and his compulsive calmness quickly broke, revealing the mixture of fatigue, frustration and anger: "I know, Rhine, I need to be quiet."

Rhine nodded softly and ordered Lucien and Lott: "Lucion, Lott, accompany Mr. Victor to his lounge, Philees, Herodotus, go to the piano room to practice the instrument."

Although Rhine was neither aristocratic nor a musician, his excellent skills in playing instruments such as violins and harpsichords, and his always calm demeanor, made Lucien and Lott have no objection to his orders, just like Mr. Victor himself.

On the way to the third floor lounge, Victor didn't say a word, immersed in the world of disappointment and grief and anger at himself. Lucien and Lott didn't know what to say, so they could only follow him quietly.

It was not until he entered the lounge that Victor said to Lucien and Lott: "You two, practice your instruments well, and bring the door with you when you go out."

Then, he sat on the sofa and looked quietly at the wall opposite.

Lucien walked outside and looked over Victor's gaze. On the wall, there was an oil painting with a beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes and a slender face. Her mouth was filled with a quiet smile.

The whole oil painting is very outstanding, and this woman is like a living person.

Walking outside the door, as the wooden door slowly closed, Lucien saw Victor just staring at the oil painting without any movement, like a statue.

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With Lott, he returned to the piano room on the fourth floor in silence. Lucien found that Philees and Herodotus did not practice the instruments, but sat there in a low mood, not knowing what they were thinking.

"No matter what, with the request of Director Othello, Mr. Victor's concert will at least not be messed up." Lott thought he would be very happy, but when he spoke it out, he realized that his tone was full of bitterness. After studying with Mr. Victor for several years, he was so gentle and kind, and often caring about others. Even though Lott hid the little thought of looking down on him in his civilian origin, over time, his feelings were still very deep.

Moreover, if Victor could become one of the famous musicians with the help of the concert, Narot would have been able to ignore McCantz's difficulties and prejudice when he participated in the musician assessment.

Phyllis laughed silently, and was also extremely bitter: "Even if the problem of the music was solved according to the requirements of Director Othello, who will guarantee Mr. Victor's condition? If a musician is in charge of the conductor, will the effect of the whole concert be good?"

"Yes." Herodotus, who was still young at Lott's age, couldn't help but put his forehead on the violin, as if he was talking in a sleep, his voice was erratic.

So the entire piano room became quiet again and you could hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground.

In this case, Lucien, who was dazed by the side, seemed less eye-catching.

At this time, Lucien was analyzing the music scores he included in the Soul Library and comparing them with the music scores on the earth, so as not to copy a symphony by himself. The result was similar to the string rules of the music that was already in the world, so he turned his reputation as an idiot plagiarist and broke his own musical path.

This is Lucien's preparation for Victor's care and love for him, finding a classic symphony on earth. When he was unable to compose the music with his own inspiration, he would "give" him in an appropriate way to avoid making people suspect that he was a freak.

[Fortunately, in order to practice the scores, some time ago, all the music scores on the earth marked the music symbols of this world. Otherwise, it would take more than a month to do this alone.] Lucien felt that he was lucky while comparing the scores.

Comparing the same string rhythm in the Soul Library is simpler than Lucien imagined, because it is stored in his soul, and you only need to read it once to retrieve the score of the same string rhythm.

After this period of study, Lucien has a more thorough understanding of the music trends in this world. Without the church's suppression, Alto's music is in a stage of slow transition and development from a rigorous structure and classical music with some religious music characteristics to romantic music that expresses his inner emotions. Therefore, the conservative Lucien first chose Bach's music, which has typical religious characteristics.

[All Bach's music actually have very similar music. "The Collection of Equal Rhythm Piano Music" and "The Collection of Equal Rhythm Piano Music" are even more similar. Fortunately, I didn't take it out rashly.] Lucien was satisfied with his prudence, although what he faced with this kind of prudence is not a good thing to be proud of.

Denied Bach's music, Lucien was most familiar with, of course, Beethoven's nine symphonies, so the most familiar "Symphony of Destiny" (Symphony 5 in C minor) was found: [No similar melody?]

As a symbol of classical music, the Symphony of Destiny is very suitable for Aalto's musical trend and shocking. Lucien did not want to waste time. After thinking about it, he decided to choose this piece. At the same time, the curious Lucien compared Beethoven's other eight symphony and thirty-two piano sonatas one by one, and found that there were basically no similar melody.

As for other musicians, music based on modern pianos, classical or romantic, it only appeared because the piano was limited to the shortcomings of previous instruments. After Lucien selected a few songs of comparison, there was definitely no similar music.

After choosing the "Symphony of Destiny", Lucien began to have a headache about how to "give" Victor. It was impossible to copy it directly to him, or hum a melody for him to hear it. When he asked about the origin, he told him that this was what he found in the cracks of a book. Just like the legendary heroes who obtained magical swordsmanship and exercised bloodline power through similar adventures, he could not tell him that on a certain day of a certain year, month and day, he saved a beggar or an old man who was about to die of illness, so he gave this score.

These excuses are becoming increasingly difficult to believe!

Moreover, Lucien suspected that Victor surpassed his moral standards and would probably not use this piece without the consent of the original author. The best way is to disguise himself as writing, and then leave obvious flaws, so he asked Victor to modify and improve it, so he gave him a reason to use it.

As for hypnosis, with Lucien's current mental power, he cannot instill much information into Victor, and most of them will be forgotten after waking up.

But a student who has only been studying music for about two months and who can barely play simple music smoothly even the piano. Unless similar string rhythms have appeared in his mind before, it is impossible to write such shocking, so penetrating people's hearts, and such wonderful symphony music. Whether Lucien has received good music teachings before and has shown his musical talent is easy to find out.

[Well, just try this.] After Lucien thought about his head and almost exploded, he finally thought of a solution. So he stood up suddenly, walked to the piano, put a few pieces of white paper on the music stand, held a quill pen, started writing music symbols, wrote a small piece of string rhythm, then placed his hands on the piano keys and pressed them heavily.

"Dangdangdangdang!"

Lott, Phyllis, Herodotus was startled by the arousing, loud voice. He either raised his head from his hands, or turned his face in a daze and looked at Lucien, or almost fell from the stool.

After a very rhythmic and imposing "when", the next string rhythm is simply terrible and can be called noise.

Lott frowned: "Lucion, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Victor's experience today made me feel very uncomfortable. Thinking of the life of the poor in the past, the hard work and hard work of learning music, there was a feeling of grief and indignation. Therefore, some inspiration appeared in my mind, and I wanted to write them into music." Lucien turned around and explained.

Lott was angry and funny: "You are writing music?!"

"How long have you been learning music? How much have you mastered your piano playing skills? You just want to compose music?!" Phyllis was as if she had heard the most incredible and funny thing in her life. Her mouth opened and she looked like she wanted to laugh but felt extremely ridiculous, and her voice became slightly sharp.

Lott raised his hands and shook it: "I know, Lucien, I understand, you want to help Mr. Victor, but don't waste your energy and time in vain. How could you write a good string rhythm like you beginner?" He lowered the music to the string rhythm, but he still had no doubt that Lucien would not do it.

Herodotus sneered: "What exactly do you think of music? The black bread you can buy everywhere you eat every day? Listen to what you played just now. It's so weird and can't even be called a string rule. It's a noise that has no beauty and even distracting! You have only been studying music for less than two months and want to compose music by yourself. What a clown!"

"Please, Lucien, don't cause trouble for everyone anymore. It's this time." Phyllis originally wanted to sarcastically or scold Lucien, but thinking about the current situation, he became weak again.

Lucien shook his head firmly: "I'm very inspired, I think I can write good music."

"You..." Lott, Phyllis, Herodotus had nothing to say, looking at Lucien as if he was looking at a lunatic who was hiding deeply.

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Chapter completed!